Taj mahal penthouse suite … room 101
Where reason dies and madness falls
And suffering – and suffering brings fun
I wonder why - i do not know
I try to run but where to go
Try to escape but there’s no aim
Daily punch in my brain

I’m fisting my brain … I’m falling insane
I’m suffering pain … Hate fisting my brain

Fisting my brain

All the ugly stupid faces
Hyping each banality
In uniforms – In uniforms of individuality
They debate - `bout excrements
And write a fast food song
But when a cultures sun is low
Even dwarf’s shadow’s long

I’m fisting my brain ... I’m falling insane
I’m suffering pain … I Hate

I swim in swamps of madness – Hang in webs of atrophy
I walk through fields of blindness – Fly above and I can see
At the race of evolution – We stand in the pit stop box
Our highest institution – media created god

Fisting my brain

Forces of ignorance
Troops of mental suicide
Armies of stupidity
They all abrade my mind
They fill me up with all their waste
I swallow don’t care for the taste
A daily dose of cyanide
Gives me low level speed

I’m fisting my brain … I’m falling insane
I’m suffering pain … Hate fisting my brain

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